Last week after beginner's weekend, there was a fair amount of snow and a few extreme gusts of wind, it wasn't great weather to be out in. The soft powder was exciting, but the thought of driving down the mountain was not a cheery one.
My canvas shoes sank into the snow as I ferried bags to the car.
Sophia hopped in, snapping pictures as I freed the car from the powder that had swallowed up the tyres.
I Scraped the ice and snow off the windscreen with my orange headed shovel.
As well as off my windows with my trusty AA membership card...
We then left. A few hundred metres down the road Sophia announced that she had forgotten her phone at the lodge, I did a doughnut onto the ice covering daypark 3 in an effort to turn around. I realised then that I probably should have put chains on my tyres to begin with. After a vain attempt to climb back up the road, in which I did a fair amount of slipping, sliding and stressing, I put chains on. My hand were frozen after that.
When I took off the chains, I learned that they had chipped a most of the remaining paint off my wheel arches.
It's not like my car had a pristine paintjob to begin with, but I was still not a happy camper.
There was a lot of snow, finally Whakapapa looked a bit wintery.
I took a roof full of snow most of the way to Taumaranui.
It was quite and arduous little adventure and I was definately a little grumpy for most of the trip.
Since then it has rained and all that snow and more has been washed away.
Photos by Sophia Jenny.